Past Years @ MindSay

In the past 5 years
I have been honored
to be in honorguards.

But now it
has become
too many
too young

the average age
of the new owner
of the flag draped coffin
is 19 and a half

I remember 19
I was in basic
the same place
many of these
coffin owners
recently left.


I was them
My whole life ahead
doing something
unquestionablely
right.

But through a twist
of fate
and an unknown virus
my dream ended.
And theirs began

and only for another twist
I am alive
While these honorable
young men
Died.

Unlock that funky chaindance
Brothers, sisters shoot your best
We don't need this fascist groove thang...

It has been far too long since I last had a chance to sit in my favourite house of coffee and bang away at my keyboard - tell all the world all the things that I feel the need to say. And it has been at least four years since I last had my laptop off my property and out into the wilds of the casa de java. And I believe that the old ThinkPad finds this to be an enjoyable situation...

I have been using my brain capacity for other things lately and it is hard to settle on one topic to write about on this fine day. And for that matter, I find it hard to even think of what should be filling these pages as I tell the world that I am drinking of the bean whilst I sit here and type these words...

It has been over three months since last I was in this establishment and after three months there are some things that never change. There are some of the regulars doing their regular thang. There are the college kids working on whatever they are working on. There is the steady flow of people coming through. There are the employees who are all familiar except but one...

But this is a celebration for this is the Ten Year Anniversary of this fine establish though I never realized that it has been here for this long even though I do remember the building being built and I remember what was here before, and I remember back to a time when this was a field full of weeds and not one of these memories seem like ten years ago...

Strange it is how the mind has no concept of time for as the years pass by; the quicker the past seems to be plowed under by the present as the future plows under the present. And so time marches on as it tramples beneath its feet the past. The mini goose-stepping army of the future returns by the minute to destroy the forces of the past and there is not an army of Spartans to stop their progress, they just keep marching on as they wage a total war upon the countryside - a slash-and-burn of what was and if the past wish to sow upon the burnt fields, the fascists of the future kill the sprouts as they emerge from the ground...

And such is time where the future in their shiny jackboots has a final solution for the past. And much of the civilian population is mesmerized by the shiny newness of the future and allows them to carry on with their genocide whilst the population turns a blind-eye to all the atrocities. But there are a few who know the truth and do their best to save as much of the past as possible for future generations. And the Resistance with fight the future for we can do nothing but fight for what we believe in. We shall fight until we have breathed our last breathe and we have died for a cause we believe in...

Or we shall die trying...

And such is life in this little coffee shop that time has forgotten for the passed ten years...

Happy Anniversary...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...

Sounds on its track like a ride, like a ride that don't last.
Swears each drink is the last, tells the same lie each night.
And breaks every promise...

I have to admit that I'm a gadget freak. I know that many of you will find that hard to believe, but it's the gospel. In the Year of our Lord Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-eight, I purchased my first computer. It was a technological wonder to me with 128k of RAM, Apple OS, dual floppy drives, and a green monochrome monitor. I was so high tech that many gazed upon me in wonder. Then in 1991 I assembled my first of many IBM compatible PCs. It too was a technological wonder with its 486 processor, 1meg of RAM, 120meg hard drive, and 15" color monitor...

In the years that followed, I built a few more computers, purchased a few that I made major upgrades to (I had a nasty reputation of voiding their warranties the moment that they were lifted out of their boxes), and then other gadgets began to creep into my life. PDAs were another big source of enjoyment for me beginning with the Palm m100 that I purchased. The m100 provided me with endless opportunities to write all I needed to write and its full-size collapsible keyboard made my friends go, "Ew." My favorite PDA was the Zire71 that I purchased to complete my most recent venture into college after the ole m100 started to show its age. Much of this Blog was written on the Zire71 as well as one of my Web sites being almost totally written on it. It also provided a great many pictures that wound up on the Internet. Alas, it started showing its age and eventually it died...

So now the gadget I use on a regular basis consist of my new ÜberPuter, an old Zire21 PDA that I set up to nearly mirror my dead Zire71, an old laptop that I still use because some of the software on it won't run on the ÜberPuter and the fact that it is portable, and now to the collection is the device that I am now typing these great tales upon, an HP 320LX Palmtop PC that I finally got around to getting working for it has a full-sized keyboard unlike the Zire21 and is far more portable than the laptop and has 1gig of storage so I can write for an eternity and never have to delete a single thing...

Yes, I have a technology addiction, but it has not killed me over these past 20 years so I think I shall just live with this flaw in my character...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...

well the new year is looming upon us. joy. im sort of sad to say that im one of those people who dreads the new year. the parties run together, the joy seeps out of it and well as far as my life goes it feels like another year,wasted.

i don't mean to be a pessimist and and i certainly don't want to be a sadistic old woman when im older...much older but i just feel sad every december 31-jan 1. another year gone, lost can't be regained.  i don't feel im wasting my life...persay but i could definitely be happier in all aspects. family, i could be happier. school, im not one to complain. guys, i have no comment whatsoever. friends are the only aspect that i feel i have succeeded in this year, and believe me it wasn't always that way. it's be a pretty rough year with all that drama. and now its gone.

i don't have any wish to rant any more, just leave anyone who feels the same way with a wish for the new year, not necessarily a happier year, or a better one, just a new year.

saying goodbye to 2007 lying in my field of somber fireflowers